Storming really bad here. If I disappear, that's why. Also... pray for me. I don't know if we'll get any tornadoes, but I swear to God the sky looks like it...
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
You'd better wise up, Pony... you get tough like me and you don't get hurt. You look out for yourself and nothing can touch you, man. — Dallas Winston, The Outsiders